Hao Jiyou handed the ghost bones on it and asked diligently:

"Brother Lei, do you want me to accompany you? Although I don't know magic, I have the blood on the tip of my tongue. If I encounter danger, don't worry, I will be the first to rush forward and will reward my confidant with my passion. The candle will only dry out after tears..."

"Forgive!" Zhuge Lei took Fang Xiaoqing's hand without any appreciation and walked up the mountain.

Hao Jiyou was immediately discouraged and sighed, his resentment was long, like an abandoned young wife.

Fang Li looked at the moon in the sky and suddenly shouted at Zhuge Lei: "Zhuge... It's July 14th tonight. According to legend, the Ghost Gate has been opened these days. You... be careful!"

Hao Jiyou also remembered and then shouted: "Yes, yes, maybe there are Bai Gui Ye Xing or something. Brother Lei, you have to be careful. When you encounter danger, call me loudly and I will save you!"

"Hundred ghosts go to the night? Are you here to save me? Haha..." Zhuge Lei snorted, took Fang Xiaoqing to continue up the mountain, and chanted loudly:

"The Taoist Dharma is not equal in the body, and it is common to see this matter openly. The thousand-year-old iron tree flowers are easy to bloom, but it is difficult to be born once you enter the world. It is difficult to achieve the Tao without any skills. Taoist Dharma supports each other and forbidden worldly emotions. Without the golden list in the sky, the world will first drive the blue sky to the clouds. Fools learn Taoism and learn the Tao for many things, and they will visit the mysterious secrets. Hell has no door to go to the vast world, and there are few road visitors in heaven..."

Fang Xiaoqing took Zhuge Lei's hand and slowly walked up the mountain without any fear. She asked, "Cousin, what poem are you reading? It seems very profound."

Zhuge Lei smiled: "It's a poem in our Taoist sect. By the way, Xiaoqing, when you go up the mountain later, you may see a lot of ghosts. Will you be scared?"

Fang Xiaoqing shook her head and smiled and said, "I'm not afraid to be with my cousin. My cousin is very capable and will kill all the old ghosts, right?"

Zhuge Lei laughed: "Haha, Xiaoqing is right, my cousin will protect you!"

The moonlight is dark and hazy.

The two of them talked and laughed, and they had reached the ridge.

Cihang Temple is just two miles away on the west side. Under the dim moonlight, you can see the outline of the ancient temple.

Zhuge Lei pointed to the north slope and said, "Let's go there."

Fang Xiaoqing nodded, crossed the ridge with Zhuge Lei, and walked towards the north slope.

There was a haze on the north slope, covering a large cemetery.

In this haze, ghost fires float.

The night wind circled, making the plants sway, and the branches and leaves made a whimpering sound.

Occasionally, a few crows cried at night came from a distance, desolate and harsh, and heartbreaking.

Fang Xiaoqing was inevitably a little scared and hugged Zhuge Lei's arm in her arms.

"Xiaoqing, don't be afraid, I'll show you something fun later." Zhuge Lei comforted Fang Xiaoqing, then pinched his fingers, and lit his shoulders and forehead on both himself and Fang Xiaoqing.

"Cousin, why are you poking me?" Fang Xiaoqing was in trouble.

"It's okay, I just wiped out three yang fires to prevent those old ghosts from scaring away. Let's go, I'll take you to see the ghosts and let you see what the ghosts look like." Zhuge Lei said with a smile.

The three fires on the living person are symbols of the three souls, respectively on the shoulders and on the head.

These three fires cannot be seen by themselves and others cannot see them, but ghosts can see them. If a person’s three fires are not strong, he will easily be bullied and played by ghosts. Therefore, the elderly often warn young people that they should not be armed with their backs when walking at night. If they are armed with their backs, they will block the yang fire on their shoulders and easily attract lonely ghosts.

Zhuge Lei extinguished the Yang Fire of himself and Fang Xiaoqing in order to hide his strength and lure the snake out of the hole.

According to Zhuge Lei's speculation, Fang Xiaoqing's soul broke out of the mirror last night and would definitely not go far. It should be near Cihang Temple.

In front of you, the cemetery on the north slope of Longji Mountain gathers but does not disperse, and countless lonely ghosts. Fang Xiaoqing's life soul is very likely to be here.

The so-called "birds of a bird of a feather flock together" is no exception.

If the yang fire is not extinguished, Fang Xiaoqing's life soul will not dare to approach the body, and it may be difficult to succeed in summoning the soul.

Fang Xiaoqing didn't understand these principles, so she just followed Zhuge Lei and gradually approached the cemetery.

This cemetery covers an area of ​​about three or four acres, with high and low tombs spreading continuously, and it looks endless under the night. Tombstones are lined with grass and short trees, which looks particularly gloomy.

Because of the Zhongyuan Festival, many people came here to worship their ancestors, so there was a lot of paper ash on the ground, which was blown by the night wind and flew like butterflies.

Zhuge Lei stood for a moment, silently recited the spell, opened his eyes and glanced at the cemetery.

I saw that there were many ghosts in groups of three or five on the cemetery, including men, ghosts, ghosts who died suddenly, and ghosts who were lonely and wild.

The ghosts were also looking at Zhuge Lei and Fang Xiaoqing. Most of the ghosts had cold eyes, and there were also a few old ghosts with vicious eyes.

There were also many unconscious undead spirits, all of whom were dull and wandering aimlessly.

Zhuge Lei nodded and smiled, "It's still early, and it's late at night, it's probably even more lively."

Fang Xiaoqing couldn't see the ghosts, nor did she understand what Zhuge Lei meant, and asked, "Cousin, will this place be very lively after late at night?"

"Yes, it should be a bit lively at that time... Xiaoqing, let's go to the middle of the cemetery to take a look." Zhuge Lei said vaguely and took Fang Xiaoqing's hand to the depths of the cemetery.

Seeing Zhuge Lei and Fang Xiaoqing enter the cemetery, the ghosts avoided each other, floating several feet away, staring at the young men from afar.

Fang Xiaoqing looked around and asked, "Cousin, didn't you say there are many ghosts here? Why didn't I see it?"

"No hurry, I will open the sky eye for you later and you will see it." Zhuge Lei said.

When he arrived at the middle of the cemetery, Zhuge Lei let go of Fang Xiaoqing's hand, took out five ghost bones, inserted them on the five graves, forming a circle, and circled about three or four feet in a radius.

The ghosts on the cemetery didn't know what Zhuge Lei was doing, so they slowly approached and watched two feet away.

Those five ghost bones are the five soul-chasing boys who were last night. Because they suffered severe damage last night, their vitality has not recovered and cannot turn into ghosts.

However, the yin energy here is extremely heavy, and the ghost bones are moistened and blessed by the yin energy, and they are ready to move and tremble continuously.

Zhuge Lei turned his fingers around and said loudly:

"Machine Mountain disciples practice Dharma here. All lonely ghosts, ghosts, monsters, ghosts, loyal souls, and good people should not approach my circle. These five ghost bones are limited to these five ghost bones. Enter my ghost bone circle and kill them. Don't say that you don't say anything!

As soon as this said, the ghosts retreated more than one meter behind and dared not approach.

"Hahaha, very good!" Zhuge Lei happily stretched out his feet and slightly flattened the highest grave in the ghost bone circle. The other party said, "Xiaoqing, let's sit on the grave."
Chapter completed!